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Don Knudson Minneapolis, Minn.


A meaty handout Traditionally, my family holds hands during the blessing for our meals. One morning I bowed my head and extended my hand to my 19-month-old


granddaughter. She handed me a link of sausage. Laine Ruehle High Point, N.C.


One-word sermon On Easter Sunday pastor called out three times, “He is living!” The congre- gation answered, “He is living indeed!” each one getting louder. After the last one a 4-year-old yelled, “Yeah!” Pastor said it was the best one-word


sermon ever. Cleo Neynaber Bradenton, Fla.


Found it Our organist was mystified by a peculiar musical sound coming out of the organ pipes until remembering that the tuner had mentioned he had lost his


cell phone. David Peterson Duluth, Minn.


KEN WILKIE


Caught in time North Memorial Hospice has an excellent reputation for having a caring staff. For- tunately, this typo in the newsletter of St. James Lutheran Church, Crystal, Minn., was caught at the proofreading stage: “A letter of thanks for the quilts donated to the hospice was signed: Sincerely, The Impa-


tient Staff at North Memorial Hospice.” Nancy Lohmann New Hope, Minn.


More bloopers From the Dec. 18 bulletin of St. Joseph’s Evangelical Lutheran Church, Allentown, Pa., was this sermon title: “Marry Your Sis- ter in the Faith.”


From a vacation Bible school newsletter at Epiphany Lutheran Church, Pickerington, Ohio: “Thursday night is our family program. At 7 p.m. kids will show us the songs they have learned and we’ll watch a slide show of the week so far. Wear your shirts and be ready to sin!”


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hile leading devotions about gratitude for our seniors at Ebenezer Care Center, Minneapolis, I proposed the situation where a friend says, “There’s nothing happening. Why don’t we go out for some


ice cream?” Don’t our spirits rise and our burdens grow lighter with hope and gratitude? I asked. They agreed. Then a retired pastor, 95, said, “I feel sorry for Adam and Eve that they never got to taste a bowl of strawberry ice cream.”


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